Wisdom Properly Exploited

Finally went for my well-deserved dental appointment. Actually, my gums didn't swell as much this morning but I simply refused to go to work coz I'm sick of attending lousy no purpose meetings and arguing logic with the illogical, especially when I'm nursing a toothache. You can say that I planned my escape since last night, I wouldn't care. Would rather suffer at home then at work. The dental appointment freaked me out totally as with other dental related stuff. I was sitting outside waiting for my turn with my legs practically doing tap dancing, complete with the anytime to lao sai feeling from the milo and spicy noodle like thingy breakfast combination. My hairs stood on their ends when I heard drilling noises. Was that from the outside or one of those rooms? It's ok, would rather get scared half to death at the dental clinic than suffer heart attacks during meetings. "Open your mouth a little wider. Open your mouth wider....repeat x 3" the dentist must be a moron - though he is slightly cute. It took him 5 of these open wider statements to realized that "Oh! You can't open any further right?" DUH! Is this your first day at job? Hush now, at least the dentist is cute and not some senile O man. Anyway, the verdict came immediately after 4 serious prodding into my mouth and 2 rinses. He declared that I had a wisdom tooth to be sentenced for elimination extraction, some major swelling on the gums and a giant ulcer caused by it. Will need some painkillers, antibiotics and ulcer gel (complete with small Q-tips for easy application) which will cost me $40 in total, not to mention that it would not be claimable from company medical benefits. At least I'm at home blogging in my room instead of sitting around nervously waiting for meetings not to start. Will need to go back for another 2 appointments - I scheduled 1 next Friday. One to snap a picture of the tooth and the other to extract it - and of coz for the dentist's pay cheque to get fatter for the month. Oh well, anything beats my colleagues - especially Mr Smurfie - suffering in the hands of the Big O now so I guess I should just keep my infected mouth shut. Hail Wisdom.